AFTER 8 PM
Remus had endured pain almost his entire life. It was a part of him that he'd grown to accept. Emotional pain, physical pain, he'd been through it all. But this. This. This was more than he thought he could take. His heart was broken.
It felt like he wind had been sucked out of his lungs. He could hardly stand up. He was dizzy. HE felt sick, like he'd been punched in the stomach. In that one moment, his heart had shattered into a million tiny fragments, piercing him all over. He couldn't speak, he couldn't move. All he could do was collapse against the wall to keep himself standing.
Sirius was gone. He'd left, and he'd shattered him right down to his very core.